To Be a Woman

To be a woman is truly a blessing.
They are the vessels for life and delicious passion.
They are lovers,
They open themselves to others.

To be a woman is truly a blessing.
They are gifted with the wisdom of the ages.
They are intuitive,
They share their bounty with others.

To be a woman is truly a blessing.
I too am a woman.

~Tara Payne Steele

When My Mother Laughed

My mother was a belle of the South,
Her grace and beauty surpassed only by her loving spirit.
Her curly black hair French-rolled to perfection.
Her gifts were many, cooking was not one.
She could unexpectedly look down in grass and find a lucky clover.
She could cure ailments with a verse from the mighty King James.
She sang sweet soprano as doves cooed along.


When my mother laughed, angels journeyed from on high.
When my mother laughed, demons forgot their mischief.
When my mother laughed, hearts were uplifted.
When my mother laughed, my world was perfect.

~Tara Payne-Steele

Me with my mama (she’s singing with the angels now)


I Want to Die While You Love Me

Week 1:Sample of featured favorite poet or author…

~Georgia Douglas Johnson, 1880 – 1966

I want to die while you love me,
While yet you hold me fair,
While laughter lies upon my lips
And lights are in my hair.

I want to die while you love me,
And bear to that still bed,
Your kisses turbulent, unspent
To warm me when I’m dead.

I want to die while you love me
Oh, who would care to live
Till love has nothing more to ask
And nothing more to give?

I want to die while you love me
And never, never see
The glory of this perfect day
Grow dim or cease to be!

[This poem is in the public domain.]

My Son Went to War

In need of solitude, I walk to the barn. My boy Zach and I had painted it his favorite shade of red earlier that summer.
The smell of fresh paint mixed with the natural scent of its inhabitants.
I open the oversized doors that swing outward to accommodate the tractor. They feel heavier than usual today and as I walk inside, my first thought is that I had never realized how big and empty the barn is. Perhaps it’s just a reflection of the way I am feeling inside.

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The world is perpetually changing,
our lives in continuous flux.
Peace dwells in nooks and crannies,
so obscure it’s overlooked.

I searched the whole world over,
for peace throughout the haze.
I discovered its splendid beauty,
when within I turned my gaze.

In myself I found acceptance,
and the world soon followed suit.
The peace I sought was in my heart,
Self-love was all it took.

~Tara Payne Steele